five and a half

My sweet Addison turned five and a half years old last week. It sounds weird saying it out loud. This tiny person has been in my life for five and a half years. It feels like I have known her forever. Like she was always meant to be mine.

She is me. She has my mannerisms, my personality, my stubborness. She is independent, detail oriented and still a little shy. She's also very loving, affectionate and emotional. All of this is good, except when you mix it all together and you get the 20 minute meltdowns because her hair is sticking up in the back. She is so full of life and loves to laugh and have a good time. 

She also likes to steal my phone and take pictures of herself which always makes me smile when I find them days later.

I just love her to death. Today, tomorrow, and forever.